Psalms 51
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. When Nathan the Prophet had come to him, after he had gone in unto Bath-sheba. Be favorable unto me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness, And, in the multitude of thy compassions, blot out my transgressions;
Nzembo ya Davidi. Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Eyembamaki tango mosakoli Natan akomaki epai ya Davidi sima na ye kosala ekobo elongo na Batisheba. Oh Nzambe, yokela ngai mawa kolanda bolingo monene na Yo; longola masumu na ngai kolanda mawa monene na Yo!
2 Thoroughly wash me from mine iniquity, And, from my sin, make me pure;
Sukola ngai mobimba mpo na kolongola mabe na ngai, mpe petola ngai na masumu na ngai.
3 For, my transgressions, do, I, acknowledge, And, my sin, is before me continually:
Pamba te nayebi mabe na ngai, mpe masumu na ngai ezalaka tango nyonso liboso na ngai.
4 Against thee—against thee alone, have I sinned, And, wickedness—in thine eyes, have I done, —That thou mayest, Be justified when thou speakest, —Be clear when thou judgest.
Epai na Yo, epai na Yo kaka, nasali masumu mpe mabe na miso na Yo. Boye, okozala sembo tango okozwa mokano, mpe okozala na pamela te tango okokata makambo.
5 Lo! in iniquity, was I brought forth, And, in sin, did my mother conceive me.
Solo, nabotamaki kati na lisumu; wuta na libumu ya mama na ngai, nazali mosumuki.
6 Lo! faithfulness, hast thou desired in the inward parts, Yea, in the hidden part, wilt thou cause me to know, wisdom.
Nzokande Yo, osepelaka na bosembo, ata kati na libumu; mpe okoteya ngai bwanya kati na esika ebombama.
7 Wilt thou cleanse me from sin with hyssop, That I may be pure? Wilt thou wash me, That I may be whiter, than snow?
Petola ngai na nzela ya izope, mpe nakokoma peto; sukola ngai, mpe nakokoma pembe koleka mvula ya pembe.
8 Wilt thou cause me to hear joy and gladness? The bones thou hast crushed would exult.
Sepelisa ngai mpe yokisa ngai nsayi na motema; mpe mikuwa na ngai oyo obukaki ekosepela makasi.
9 Hide thy face from my sins, —And, all mine iniquities, blot out;
Kotala lisusu masumu na ngai te, mpe longola bambeba na ngai nyonso.
10 A pure heart, create for me, O God, And, a steadfast spirit, renew within me.
Oh Nzambe, mpo na ngai, kela motema ya peto; mpe kati na ngai, yeisa molimo sika mpe elenda.
11 Do not cast me away from thy presence, And, thy Holy Spirit, do not take from me:
Kobengana ngai te mosika ya elongi na Yo, mpe kolongola te kati na ngai Molimo Mosantu na Yo.
12 Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation, And, with a willing spirit, wilt thou uphold me: —
Zongisela ngai esengo ya lobiko na Yo, mpe kabela ngai molimo oyo emibongisi malamu mpo na kolendisaka ngai.
13 I would teach transgressors thy ways, And, sinners, unto thee, should return.
Nakoteya banzela na Yo epai ya babuki mibeko, mpe bato ya masumu bakozonga epai na Yo.
14 Rescue me from shed-blood, O God, the God of my salvation, My tongue should shout thy righteousness;
Oh Nzambe! Nzambe, Mobikisi na ngai, kangola ngai wuta na mokumba ya makila, mpe lolemo na ngai ekosakola bosembo na Yo.
15 O My Lord! my lips, wilt thou open, And, my mouth, shall declare thy praise.
Nkolo, fungola bibebu na ngai, mpe monoko na ngai ekokumisa Yo.
16 For thou wilt not desire sacrifice—that I should give it, Ascending-offering, will not please:
Mpo ete osepelaka na mbeka te, nakobonza te mbeka ya kotumba oyo ondimaka te.
17 The sacrifices of God, are a spirit that is broken, —A heart—broken and crushed, O God, thou wilt not despise.
Nzambe, bambeka oyo osepelaka na yango ezali: molimo oyo ebukani. Nzambe, oyinaka te motema oyo etutami mpe emikitisi.
18 Do good, in thy good-pleasure, unto Zion, Wilt thou build the walls of Jerusalem!
Na ngolu na Yo, salela Siona bolamu, tonga bamir ya Yelusalemi.
19 Then, shalt thou desire the sacrifices of righteousness, Ascending-sacrifice and whole burnt-offering, Then, shall ascend upon thine altar, young bulls.
Bongo okosepela na bambeka ya bosembo, bambeka ya kotumba mpe makabo ya kokoka; mpe bangombe ya mibali ekobonzama na bitumbelo na Yo.
